I don't expect you to come around anymore
Every morning when I wake up,
It feels like you're a little farther gone
More like a memory-
Or a daydream-
Than an actual person
Now, every night
I wish on those tiny little far-out stars
That you could just talk to me for a second,
Kiss me once
Or hold my hand for a minute
I want to hear you tell me you love me
In your real-live voice
I want to hear you breathe one more time
Once you leave, I'm all alone again
Why did you leave again?
It's getting cold back here,
But you never minded winter
I always forget that you aren't standing next to me.